I snuggled next to the king, and the cold wind blew my face gently. I raised my head and looked at the Kunlun Mountains not far away. The snow on the top of the mountain thousands of years ago is still pure today. The blue silk river in the mountain stream flows slowly around me, reflecting the sadness in the king's eyes.
"Yinhu, look, this is the Kunlun Mountains. Qingluan said it was from here that she walked to the Imperial Capital and came to me."
I raised my eyes and looked at the tears in Wang's eyes. The tears flowing from the corners of his eyes bloomed into crystal clear snow lotuses in the river.